I don't know what to say sometimes, when I created this post, I really had it all. A chaotic home, three busy kids, two dogs, a cat, a husband, a dwindling budget and worked a job I hated. It wasn't the job but the people... that was my biggest complaint. Then my beautiful 17 year old son took his life. My world ended. I still am trying to find that axis to rotate again. All of our lives - were decimated. A bomb had exploded and we were all mutilated and expected to carry on. I still cannot talk about May 16th. I cannot go back to that morning when my life ended. I know, to others, that is not what happened, but for me, the life I looked forward to, complained about, stressed about... was over. I no longer believe in God. I believe in goodness, I believe in love, but there is no doubt to me - there is no God. Or if He exists, my life and family do not matter. I just miss my son. I will never forgive him for what he has done to me and all of us. And that is wh
Sweet Savory Sometimes
Full time working mom of 3, married to my Mr. Darcy, trying to make a clean break. Balancing stress,clean eating, cookies, and shooting to stay cancer free